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Somewhere deep inside your mind |
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You don't want anyone to find |
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That you're |
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Someone with very big ideas |
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The words that just came off your lips |
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Just crossed your name off the list |
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It's long gone and already forgotten |
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I was thinking just the other day |
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Some things are better left undone |
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Some battles are better left unwon |
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Some sad songs better left unsung |
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Is there something more to know? |
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And is there someplace left to go? |
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Someplace with something there to see? |
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Is there anyone at all? |
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Not one to make that final call |
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To all those people wondering? |
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Some things are better left undone |
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Some battles are better left unwon |
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Some sad songs better left unsung |
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Some fires are better left unfed |
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Some pages better left unread |
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Some words are better left unsaid |
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What kind of person would you be? |
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If less is what you see, then less is everything |
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And if you look what will you find? |
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Would that make up your mind? |
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And make up everything, make up everything |
